7: Chapter 7 Did I give you too much face?

"I've snatched it, so what?"

"What can you do about it?"

Ji Taichang grinned, wantonly scanning her gorgeous face and curvaceous figure with a frivolous and provocative gaze!

"You... are looking for death!"

The woman in white flew into a rage, so furious that she swung a slap at Ji Taichang on the spot!

Ji Taichang's mouth quirked.

This was the opportunity he had been waiting for!

Slap!

Ji Taichang took a step back, letting the woman's slap land on his shoulder, which caused no damage at all.

Then, Ji Taichang delivered a backhanded slap of his own, accurately striking her face. The immense force distorted her features, sending her staggering back five or six steps as she spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with teeth.

Her gorgeous face instantly swelled up, turning into half a pig's head.

"Everyone saw it; she hit me first. I was just acting in self-defense."

Ji Taichang shrugged at the crowd.

The entire Pill Hall fell silent once again!

Everyone's eyes widened, showing expressions of disbelief!

One must know, the woman in white was the daughter of the Pill Hall's Vice Hall Master; this guy actually dared to hit her?!

“Aaaaah—”

"You, you dare to hit me!?"

"I'm going to kill you!!"

The woman in white let out a hysterical scream, her eyes turning red instantly!

She had been spoiled since childhood, developing a domineering and unreasonable personality. It had always been her bullying others; when had anyone ever dared to bully her like this?

Moreover, women care most about their appearance.

Having her face disfigured by Ji Taichang's slap in public was a double blow to her body and dignity, driving her completely mad!

Clang—

The woman in white actually drew a precious sword. With cold light flashing and spiritual power flowing, she thrust it towards Ji Taichang's heart with all her might!

She struck with full force, aiming for a vital spot, clearly intending to kill!

"Did I give you too much face!"

Ji Taichang's eyes turned cold; he wasn't going to indulge her!

As the woman thrust her sword, Ji Taichang's figure flashed. His powerful cultivation made him incredibly fast, easily dodging the strike before delivering a vicious kick to her abdomen!

Bang!

The woman's body instantly curled like a cooked shrimp, and she flew backward like a cannonball, slamming heavily into the wall of the Pill Hall with a dull thud.

She spat out a large mouthful of blood and collapsed weakly to the ground, barely clinging to life!

The sword she held also fell to the ground. Ji Taichang picked it up and began walking toward her step by step!

"How... how can he be so strong!?"

"This guy only reached the Foundation Establishment Stage last night, yet Zhang Shan has been at Foundation Establishment for two and a half years, and she was heavily injured by a single kick from him?"

Many Disciples in the Pill Hall gasped, their faces filled with shock and disbelief!

"You... don't come any closer!"

"My father is the Pill Hall's Vice Hall Master, Zhang San. If you dare to kill me, my father won't let you off!"

Zhang Shan struggled to lift her head. Seeing Ji Taichang approaching with the sword, his expression cold and murderous, she shivered in fear, wetting herself in terror!

Hiss—stop it!

"Senior Brother, calm down! You can't kill her!"

"Forget it, forget it, it's not easy for anyone..."

Only then did the Disciples in the Pill Hall snap out of it. Over a dozen Disciples rushed forward, blocking Ji Taichang and trying to talk him out of it.

The woman in white, Zhang Shan, was also picked up by several female Disciples, who took the chance to flee the Pill Hall, fearing Ji Taichang might actually kill her in his rage!

Ji Taichang snorted coldly and casually put away the valuable sword.

His sharp gaze swept over the Disciples as he said coldly, "From now on, I am the Deacon. Who agrees and who objects?"

"I object!"

A male Disciple in green robes said angrily, "The Sect's official appointment hasn't come down yet; do you really think you're a Deacon? Besides, Zhang Shan only said one thing to you, so why did you try to kill her!"

"Can't you just give in to a girl?"

"Furthermore, setting the facts aside, aren't you also at fault... Pfft!"

Before the green-robed Disciple could finish, Ji Taichang's eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to deliver a slap!

Slap!

The crisp, loud sound of the slap interrupted him, sending him flying. He spun three times in the air before crashing headfirst onto the ground, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

"Now, who else objects?!"

Ji Taichang spoke coldly.

"I ob—"

A Disciple was about to object, but seeing Ji Taichang pull out the sword at his waist, he immediately lost his nerve: "I... I have no objections anyway!"

"Hahaha, Senior Brother, don't be so excited. I was just joking just now..."

The Disciples: "..."

Although everyone was dissatisfied and unwilling, they remained silent, angry but not daring to speak out.

In their eyes, Ji Taichang was a favored, arrogant lunatic—a ruthless man!

This guy was so ruthless he even dared to hit Zhang Shan. Coupled with Yang Yao's support, they didn't want to court disaster.

Of course.

It wasn't that they were all afraid of Ji Taichang; many Disciples had higher cultivation than him. They just didn't want to get into a public brawl with a madman.

Even if they could beat Ji Taichang, they would offend Yang Yao. Losing would be even more humiliating. No matter how they looked at it, it wasn't worth it.

The Disciples dispersed, returning to their own tasks.

However, the looks they gave Ji Taichang were still very unfriendly and lacked any goodwill!

Since Ji Taichang didn't have the official appointment from the Sect yet, it wasn't appropriate to start collecting waste pills directly, so he strolled around the Pill Hall as if nothing had happened.

Half an hour later.

Yang Yao came running back hurriedly. Her dark hair fluttered in the wind, and her pure, pretty face was slightly flushed from running, adding a touch of charm.

As she ran with small steps, her heavy chest swayed, making one worry if her dress could withstand the strain without bursting open.

Ji Taichang even felt like reaching out to help support them for her, to relieve her burden...

"It's done!"

"This is your new Identity Token. From now on, you are a Deacon of my Pill Hall!"

Yang Yao stuffed a token engraved with Ji Taichang's name and the Sect's emblem into his hand, while scanning the crowd in the Pill Hall as if to assert her authority.

"Aaaaah... why does this guy deserve such attention and care from Elder Yang?!"

"Why can't that person be me?!"

"Damn guy, I will definitely take that Deacon position back!"

Many Disciples looked on with ill intent, their eyes filled with resentment and malice. They glared at Ji Taichang, cursing him in their hearts!

"Thank you, Martial Aunt!"

Ji Taichang was also delighted and bowed to Yang Yao.

"I'm not many years older than you. From now on, you... you can call me Sister Yang Yao."

Yang Yao suddenly pursed her lips, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and glanced around.

Although she pretended to be nonchalant, her heart was actually racing!

She had developed certain feelings for Ji Taichang, making her subconsciously resist the title of "Martial Aunt." Thus, as if possessed, she wanted Ji Taichang to use a more intimate form of address!